As you may know, I do outdoor exercise with a group called Step Into Life.
I go four times a week. My husband goes three times a week.
He never used to go until last year when I had surgery, he did three of my classes and could not believe what a great all over work out he got. So he joined.
I go on a Monday, Tuesday and Thursday nights along with a Saturday morning. In the warmer months I may drop one class as I try to ride my bike to work or walk more in the evening.
My husband goes to the morning classes.
Although I think I am not competitive, I realise I am when it comes to my husband. If he does a fitness test I always want to know how he did as that motivates me to do better. It is kind of pointless because he will always win out in the weights stake and I will always do better in the squats department (women have more power in their thighs - some weight ratio thing).
Whenever I go to the classes I say to the personal trainer things like "K ate a block of chocolate last night" so that when he arrives to his next class she tells him he has to work off the chocolate.
Or "I think you need to remind K to lay of the white bread and jam sandwiches he has with his cups of tea".
The other night he said that he went to the class and a few girls asked how his chocolate was as they had been at my class the night before.
"They know things about me," he complained.
"Yeah, but only your chocolate eating habits," I tell him.
I save all the other stuff for my blog.